The Lost Prince Novel

"I am your husband, Leah! We're still married, and we love each other!" cried Jerome as he glared at her. "He lied to you, and you know it! You have been separated since more than a year ago!" said Adrian, his jaw tightening and his fists clenching tightly. Leah stood between the two with a throbbing pain in her head. If that damn memory had appeared soon, it wouldn't have been like that! Three months ago, Leah woke up from her long coma and found that her life had completely changed. The doctor said she had lost some of her memory, so she had no idea what had happened in the past five years of her life. Suddenly, a young billionaire named Jerome introduced himself as her husband, and when she started to believe that fact, a mysterious man named Adrian showed up and broke everything by telling her that she was being manipulated by her own husband.

Sofia’s life isn’t easy. She’s been living alone almost all her life. She completely depends on herself. She’s twenty-four and still single. She’s working in a café for two years, but then suddenly, a small misunderstanding causes her to lose her job. After she lost her job, she received the most devastating news of her life. Her apartment caught on fire. Now that she’s jobless and now homeless. She doesn’t have any choice but to contact her last relative, which is her aunty. Sofia doesn’t want to stay with her because she’s abusive and has a bad temper. The same as her aunt’s only daughter. She can say she’s a bitch. Sofia once lived with them, but they kicked her out after all her sacrifices. She planned to live under the same roof with them for only two days until she could find her own place and job. They agreed; although she found it weird, she chose to ignore it. Little thing did she know, they would use her to pay their dept. One day after she moved out, a group of men went to their house and took her away

“Don’t tell me that meeting the man who slept with me at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to Control me, my family, and my father's properties?” she throws the question at me. “It was not all a part of my plan” I try to defend. “If you knew something about the stranger at the whiskey library, why didn't you just tell me?” she asks, looking at me dead in the eyes with her Hazel eyes piercing deep into my soul. “Why did you bind me to an arranged marriage with you and accept my baby as yours when the Queen tried to throw me out as if you were doing me a favour?” she yells. “What was the aim behind your notion of false sacrifice?” she continues with her series of questions. “I know that you may not believe me right now, but I can swear on my life that the whole episode at the whiskey library was not part of the plan,” I try to explain even though I know that I sound really stupid saying that “So there was a plan,” she asks, wearing a smile that is loaded like a gun. “Can you please listen to me,” I plead. “Listen to you?” she scoffs. “Just because you are the billionaire crown prince of Orion you killed my father, then You set me up as the prime suspect in the murder case, blackmailed me to be around you or you exposed my identity as the legitimate daughter of Dylan Grayson and now I am stumbling on the secret that the stranger that I had a one night stand with at the whiskey library was all a part of your brilliant plan to get me entangled with you?” she scoffs in disdain

Cirilla's life has been in danger even before her birth. She was from the powerful bloodline of the Amnell clan of witches. Also a descent from a royal pure-blooded Alpha Hybrid. She was born with the blessings of the goddess but also cursed by her destiny. Part wolf, vampire, and witch, she was taken from her family and Pack even before she was born. After years of living her life with no knowledge of who she really is, or what she's destined for. Something awakens. With her powers unlocked, she is back into a new world where the impossible seems to exist and there's a looming darkness over the magical world, endangering every magical kind there is. High-ranking officials from different magical kinds mysteriously dying. It doesn't take long for them to realize it's a pattern and something's coming. Even worse, she seems to be the source.

You’re my wife. You’re supposed to be mine.” But Damian Blackwood doesn’t remember Elena Rivers-not the woman he married, not the life they shared. After a devastating accident, the ruthless billionaire wakes with no memory of their marriage or the secrets that bind them. Elena is left fighting for her family’s survival, a fragile love, and the truth hidden in Damian’s forgotten past. “Why should I trust you… when I don’t even know who you are?” Damian’s voice is cold, but beneath it lies a flicker of something lost. In a world where power and betrayal collide, can Elena reclaim the man who has forgotten her? Or will their shattered past destroy them both before a second chance can begin? The Billionaire’s Lost Memory - a gripping tale of love, loss, and redemption.

"Help!" she screamed, despite knowing it was hopeless. "Please save me!" "There will be no help for you, Sylvia Browne." His black eyes were filled with hatred as he looked down at her. "You're mine." "What do you intend to do with me?" She asked, quivering with fright. Xavier smiled menacingly at her. “Everything. Everything I've wanted to do to you. In Private." ************************* The perfect wedding. The perfect husband. The perfect dress. Everything was going according to Sylvia's plan. She was finally having her dream wedding with Arnold, a powerful billionaire in the country. But she did not plan to meet her husband's arch-enemy and rival. She surely did not intend to be abducted on her wedding day. Xavier was angry when he discovered that the man who had destroyed his happiness was getting married. Filled with the desire for revenge, he abducted the bride, Sylvia. He had only two intentions: ruin the wedding and take the girl for his revenge plot. But when he looked into her eyes, he felt different. He wasn't supposed to desire her. He wasn't supposed to want her in his bed. But he did. And Xavier got anything he desired.

I left one dire situation and landed in another! Why can't fairies be sweet?! My name is Jessa, and I recently took a trip to Ancient Troy because I said, "I didn't believe in fairies," while sitting on a fairy hill, during a full eclipse. I was on vacation with my family in Ireland, and my sister Meena was with me on the hill when I was sucked through time! Now, I ripped through time again, landing in Ancient Pompeii. Right before Mount Vesuvius destroys the whole area! The best part? My Trojan Prince husband has a twin in Rome and has purchased me as a slave! Why couldn't I return to my own time! Do you want to hear some sound advice? Don't ever piss-off a fairy!

Calypso has always been a cast-off, not enough of a vampire or wolf to join a coven or pack. However, the choice to be a loner isn't an option. Now she must join a pack since no coven wants her.. Until the covens find out who her father is and what secrets her blood holds. Complications arise with Lost River Pack. She turns to her father, but is that also a mistake? How often have they betrayed her before she loses faith in everyone else? Who is really on her side?

Six years later, Solomon McConnell became the world's greatest M.M.A. fighter in the country. One drunken night, he signed up for a competition that he shouldn't have, 'The King's Game.' Returning to Rayfield City brought a series of rounds, deception, and plot of his death to his doorstep. To protect his family, friendship, and beau, he must fight to the death, save the city and family he once hated, and end the evil Salazar Martin. How can Sol rediscover love? Will he save the people that matter? Will Sol go back to the mafia and beg for help? Is he going to risk it all just for a woman? Discovery how Sol overcame the challenges, accepted the truth, and rediscovered himself to the city he had once forsaken. "The Runaway Prince" is the 1st five books from the series C.H.A.O.S. Let's discover Sol's world of rounds and love.

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.